Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate by Caroline Above Story

#Chapter 340 – Rea*surance

Ella

We all go a little pale, I think, as we consider the possibility that Cora, too, is an accidental – or not so accidental – surrogate.

“I’m sure that’s not true,” I say suddenly, shaking my head but a little shaken – I admit – by the idea that the baby was conceived during a storm that basically forced Roger and Cora off the road and into an empty room with not much in it besides a bed. It seems…a little too convenient to be chance, didn’t it?

“This is your baby, Cora,” I say with a*surance, knowing it to be true.

“She’s right,” Roger says, nodding at Cora without doubt in his eyes. “You are this baby’s mother, and I’m its father, and that’s the end of the story. All right?”

Cora nods, but I can see her hesitate still.

“We’ll get answers, Cora,” Sinclair says quietly. “I agree with Ella and Roger – but if you’d like, we can consult the elders, like we did when we wanted information on how Ella was pregnant.”

“Oh,” she says, her eyebrows going up “Yes, can we do that? That would be great.”

Sinclair nods, giving her a little smile and letting her know that he’ll set it up as soon as can be arranged. I realize something and gasp with excitement, bouncing a little on the bed.

“Maybe you’re a wolf, Cora!” I say, “like me! Maybe you just didn’t realize it! Maybe the same thing happened!”

“No, Ella,” Cora says, laughing at my excitement a little. “Our mother made it very clear to me on the temple steps that day – two daughters, one wolf, one human. I’m the human.”

“Oh,” I say, suddenly disappointed. But I take a deep breath and dismiss the thought, wrapping my arms around my sister’s shoulders and pressing my cheek to hers. “Well, whatever!” I say, cheerful. “Whatever this baby’s genetic makeup is, I’m excited. And we’ll love little ‘it‘ so much.”

inclined to think the baby is a hybrid,” Sinclair says, carefully laying down on the bed and putting his head in my lap, resting the

curious. “Why do

sense that you only have access to half of the kind of link you would have with a baby who was genetically

to the side, considering. “I wouldn’t mind that,” he murmurs, and then he looks

think it’s cool that we don’t know the gender,” I sigh, looking over at my

were happy enough to know Rafe’s,” Sinclair reminds me. “I seem to remember you tackling me in excitement

I say, remembering it fondly. “But there’s something good about the mystery

and I see her looking at Roger, grinning at the clear disappointment on his face. “You wish you knew,” she guesses

says, huffing a sigh “It’s not usual for wolves to wait to

you that it’s Christmas but then having to wait

to give him a little

boy,” she accuses, her grin deepening. “You won’t be able to rest

Cora, rueful, but

don’t want a girl!?” I gasp, my hands flying to my heart. “A lovely

wanted a boy,” Sinclair

agree, shooting him a very tiny glare before turning back to Roger. “But I also

girl.”

can you want both?” he asks, confused but laughing

laughing now and I turn to Cora, nudging

“Back me up

team girl. If we have a boy I’m handing it immediately off to Roger,” she

dust her hands off and be done with

a girl,” Sinclair asks, amused

she shrugs. “Boys just get football. And turtles.” She sticks out her tongue to let them know what she